Shery Vincent

Rookie (25/05/1970 / Thrissur, Kerala, India)

My Son Asks - Poem by Shery Vincent

My ten year old son,
Will ask doubts always,
When he watch TV news,
I feel proud of him,
But sometimes in dilemma.

'What these terrorists do mum? '
I scratch my head and say,
'kill as much as innocents'
Like we kill the chicken to eat,
They kill us to beat.

'Mum my friend asked me
Is Pakistan our enemy? '
I smile and say,
'No my son, they are our brothers'
You remember, our Grandpa,
Who divided our property,
Equal among uncles and aunts,
You saw how they quarrelled between,
To get a major share,
Death of Grandpa reunited us,
But shedding his own blood also,
Our 'Great Grandpa' failed,
To fulfil his vision.

'What problem between Israel and Palestine? '
Our priest told Israel is 'God's own People'.
Oh, that is simple dear,
An old story,
Of dislodge and misfeasance,
Forget and forgive is divine my son,
What human can do,
Only revenge and repress,
Hope 'He' will be back,
To save 'His' kingdom again,
From its nasty sins.

'No more questions my son',
You simply switch off TV,
And go to bed with dreams and hope.
All footsteps lead to,
The same path,
That is Love..Love...only Love...
My son,
Try to love...all,
Nature and creature....
To emerge...
A new society..of universal brotherhood.

Comments about My Son Asks by Shery Vincent

  • (10/24/2006 6:19:00 PM)

    Yes, it is our job to teach our children, the future of this world, to be compassionate again... Shery, you have a loving heart and great vision... I love the message at the end! !

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  • (10/17/2006 12:10:00 AM)

    Wow, this was a great write. You are a Mother that is truly teaching her son the true meaning of life. We a as parents, must teach our children that we are all humans on this earth. We have different cultures but yet we are all humans and we need not judge them but learn from them what they know. Then and then can we live in peace here on earth. Love thy neighbor as thy brother. May you continue to have peace and joy in your heart. Blessings to you and your family.


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  • (10/16/2006 7:37:00 AM)

    I have 2 little question askers....the answers are seldom did well..Vallerie (Report)Reply

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  • (10/16/2006 1:01:00 AM)

    We feel proud of him,
    But....he is to young .....

    Speak the word - for you one day - Dear son...the broken mirror....not the terror
    (I thank you lord for the blessings that you gave him)
    And for your life with the blessings of him have saved this World for the peace, again.....
    And for him his mother, you have carried him enough times - and that’s the real truth.........the great mother....
    We want teachings from own home.....( really all mothers to read)

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  • (10/16/2006 12:32:00 AM)

    Change the world, one person at a time. Start with your children, and raise this next generation to love and not discriminate. With this we have hope. I love your message. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 16, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 19, 2010

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